Itand's been a long while
since i hit ya with freestyle
high tech selections
from the vaults of the ice files
kick back relax
and watch as i melt wax
donand't ever let a borther llike me
ride a dope track
cause once i hit it with the vocltone
itand's mine have motherfuckers
rushand'n to rewind
cause iand'll flow slow
and still twist your tongues up
rock the house from night
till the sunand's up
cause it relly ainand't
how much you say
itand's what you sy
i got no fuckinand' time on the mic
to play
i write rhymes
with addition and algebra
mental geometry
donand't even come at me
talkand'n that weak and
popinand' that bullshit
get out my face
a fool could get his head split
a lot of doubters
said it couldnand't be done by me
them same suckers
are now lookinand' from under me
wonderand'n what i did
i didnand't play myself kid
i respected my faans
and made the high bid
sometimes i write my rhymes
at night and fall asleep
wake up with new techniques
grab the pen
and place it on some loose leaf
nothinand' soft, always the tough meat
the white paper and
blue lines excite my mind
not allowand'n me to stop the rhyme
until the whole motherfuckinand'
bookand's complete
then i write on the
back of the sheets
i maade promise
to my brothers in street crime
weand'd get paid with the use
of a sweet rhyme
we put our minds together
made the tracks clever
now weand're checkinand'
more bank than ever
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mind over matter
I can drop rhymes in twos,
and threes and fours
nd still have much shit
left for encores
cause once my mind locks
in on a dope idea
mothercukinand' ducks
should stand clear
cause iand'm a hit the topic point blank
itand's jail ya better keep your shank
cause i got mine
and iand'm out on a solo creep
(uggga!) your face hits the concrete
you wanna roll
with the niggas that donand't play
i think you got false courge
get out my damn way
cause the car iand'm in
is rollinand' full of men
no kids or boys, e got the mac 10
islamand's got the zulu nation back up
dj aladdinand's who
hooked the fuckinand' track up
syndicateand's makeand'n the move
with the ski masks
and iand'm houseand'n the long cash
so now you realize
you underestimated the ice
you thought that i was ok
but now you realize iand'm nice
but thatand's alright
cause i knew iand'd mke it in the end
those who like me now
might not of liked me then
but iand'm a keep impressinand'
stressinand' my lesson
and keep motherfuckers guessinand'
armor plate my mind
with walls and shields
as i escape from the killing fields
mind over matter
Wise up
move the tempo of this hype groove
you know this shit is dope
so what you tryand'n to prove
vuand's max as evil e
my niggaa dogs the wax
my brainand's a handgrenade-catch
iand'm a hit you with an over load
of bottomless thought
reversinand' all the shit youand're taught
then throw words at you
syl-la-ble-at-a-time
your brain recites the rhyme
no matter what you do
the powerand's over you
when you sleep
youand'll be sayand'n these rhymes too
cause the brain has the power
to control all
think positive
youand'll be unable to fall
brain cells swell
thought process becomes a trance
makes you feel posessed to dance
iand'll say i want a million
my mind is so deep
iand'll be bustinand' a check for it next week
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